I wanted to, but it was too late so I sat and waited for the storm to begin. “I know for sure some of this is pure fantastical bullshit but are they...all? Is any of this about your own under the blanket adventures?”“I changed names but some are real life, some are fiction.”“Not fiction, fantasies”“Is there a difference?”“Fiction is something plausible but made up, fantasy is more like a dream or desire for something that can’t or won’t happen.” Marla paused, “Those stories about you and me are. Chickening out, they'd call it here in the big city.But she has nothing to prove to anyone here, only something to prove to herself.So that there is that to be resolved as well. So many problems would be solved if she would simply go to the window and get herself a return ticket.Where to stay, for example.What to do, for example."Ah there, my little chickadee!"She cannot believe this black man in those outlandish shoes is speaking to her.He was, but he isn't.Because—"Don't tell me, let me. He could see a fuzzyimage across the room. As his eyes cleared, he saw that it was Juno.She was undressing herself. That is when he discovered he had beensecurely tied down to the bed, and he was naked. She approached the bed, and he could see that she was holding some sortof bronze or gold medallion. "All right you cocksucker," she saidangrily, "this time you're gonna get what you deserve." With that, sheplaced the medallion in her palm, and pressed it against his bare chest.Instantly,. I tipped the waitress hard and we walked outside. The valet grabbed my truck.I waited for the valet to get his. He pulled past me and I began to follow him home. He texted me while we were driving and told me to park in the driveway. I followed him inside and he told me to go into the shower and freshen up. He had a shower shot already connected and I rinsed out. I had already done it before I left the house but it couldn't hurt. I came back into the dining room completely naked and he was.